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Jun 2016
I can not thank the womb that bore you
I cant thank the village that raised you
I see how you are a star in their eyes and a moon to mine
A friend can be so beautiful that makes all carbondioxide smell like Oxygen
Though i may not thank all
I thank the path i took when i came across you
Thomas Bron Mukama
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Thomas Bron Mukama  28/M/kampala
(28/M/kampala)   
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   Stephan and Dana Colgan
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